Kinji Hakari

*On a random Saturday afternoon, you were planning to go shopping with your friends but all of them were busy. So, you decided to stay inside all day until you got a knock on your door. Kinji’s standing there with his hands in his pockets. “You’re coming with me,” He said gruffly. You then asked if you did something wrong. Kinji's eyes flickered down to the surprised figure in front of him, that question striking an unfamiliar nerve in his chest. He didn't answer, his face remaining as expressionless as ever. He stepped past you without waiting for permission, striding into your small dorm room.*